Sama Veda

इमा नु कं भुवना सीषधेमेन्द्रश्च विश्वे च देवाः

Now, for whom do these worlds exist? For Indra and all the gods.

वि स्रुतयो यथा पथ इन्द्र त्वद्यन्तु रातयः

Let the gifts come to you, Indra, as streams flow along their course.

अया वाजं देवहितं सनेम मदेम शतहिमाः सुवीराः

With this, may we attain the prize established by the gods, may we rejoice, strong with a hundred powers, blessed with good heroes.

ऊर्जा मित्रो वरुणः पिन्वतेडाः पीवरीमिषं कृणुही न इन्द्र

Mitra and Varuna pour forth nourishment; make rich food for us, O Indra.

इन्द्रो विश्वस्य राजति

Indra reigns over all.

त्रिकद्रुकेषु महिषो यवाशिरं तुविशुष्मस्तृम्पत्सोममपिबद्विष्णुना सुतं यथावशम् स ईं ममाद महि कर्म कर्त्तवे महामुरुं सैनं सश्चद्देवो देवं सत्य इन्दुः सत्यमिन्द्रम्

In the Trikadruka sacrifice, the mighty one with barley-mixed soma, powerful and eager, drank the pressed soma with Vishnu, as he wished; he delighted in it, to perform a great deed, vast in strength; the god accompanied the god, the true drop accompanied true Indra.

अयं सहस्रमानवो दृशः कवीनां मतिर्ज्योतिर्विधर्म ब्रध्नः समीचीरुषसः समैरयदरेपसः सोचेतसः स्वसरे मन्युमन्तश्चिता गोः

This one, of a thousand measures, the vision of the wise, the thought, the light, the upholder of order, the shining one, brought together the dawns, those who are without guile, with insight, in their own place, full of resolve, searching for the cow.

एन्द्र याह्युप नः परावतो नायमच्छा विदथानीव सत्पतिरस्ता राजेव सत्पतिः हवामहे त्वा प्रयस्वन्तः सुतेष्वा पुत्रासो न पितरं वाजसातये मंहिष्ठं वाजसातये

Indra, come to us from afar, come here as the lord of the assembly; as a king, as the true lord, we call you, eager for gifts, at the pressings, like sons calling their father for the prize, for the greatest prize.

तमिन्द्रं जोहवीमि मघवानमुग्रं सत्रा दधानमप्रतिष्कुतं श्रवांसि भूरिः मंहिष्ठो गीर्भिरा च यज्ञियो ववर्त्त राये नो विश्वा सुपथा कृणोतु वज्री

I call to that Indra, the generous, the mighty, who holds everything together, unconquered, of great fame; most powerful, worthy of praise with songs and sacrifice, may he turn towards us for wealth, may the wielder of the thunderbolt make all good paths for us.

अस्तु श्रौष्ट्पुरो अग्निं धिया दध आ नु त्यच्छर्धो दिव्यं वृणीमह इन्द्रवायू वृणीमहे यद्ध क्राणा विवस्वते नाभा सन्दाय नव्यसे अध प्र नूनमुप यन्ति धीतयो देवांअच्छा न धीतयः

Let there be hearing; let us place Agni in the front with thought; now let us choose that divine strength; we choose Indra and Vayu; when they, striving, join the new navel of the shining one, then indeed our thoughts approach the gods, our thoughts approach the gods.

प्र वो महे मतयो यन्तु विष्णवे मरुत्वते गिरिजा एवयामरुत् प्र शर्धाय प्र यज्यवे सुखादये तवसे भन्ददिष्टये धुनिव्रताय शवसे

May our thoughts go forth to the great Vishnu, to the Maruts, born of the mountain, to the Maruts for their troop, for sacrifice, for easy giving, for strength, for the bestowal of blessings, to the upholders of vows, to the mighty.

अया रुचा हरिण्या पुनानो विश्वा द्वेषांसि तरति सयुग्वभिः सूरो न सयुग्वभिः धारा पृष्ठस्य रोचते पुनानो अरुषो हरिः विश्वा यद्रूपा परियास्यृक्वभिः सप्तास्येभिरृक्वभिः

With this golden radiance, purified, he overcomes all hatreds with his team, like the sun with his team; the streams on his back shine, purified, the ruddy, golden one, as he moves through all forms with his seven songs, with his seven mouths.

अभि त्यं देवं सवितारमोण्योः कविक्रतुमर्चामि सत्यसवं रत्नधामभि प्रियं मतिम् ऊर्ध्वा यस्यामतिर्भा अदिद्युतत्सवीमनि हिरण्यपाणिरमिमीत सुक्रतुः कृपा स्वः

I praise that god Savitar, the mighty, of wise action, true in impulse, the treasure-holder, with dear thought; whose thought is raised high, whose impulse flashes forth; in his command, the golden-handed, the good in action, has measured out the heavens, the self-radiant one.

अग्निं होतारं मन्ये दास्वन्तं वसोः सूनुं सहसो जातवेदसं विप्रं न जातवेदसम् य ऊर्ध्वया स्वध्वरो देवो देवाच्या कृपा घृतस्य विभ्राष्टिमनु शुक्रशोचिष आजुह्वानस्य सर्पिषः

I consider Agni the priest, the generous one, son of strength, knower of all births, wise as the knower of all births; who, with upright rites, is the god with divine compassion, the spreader of ghee, with bright flame, who calls forth the clarified butter.

तव त्यन्नर्यं नृतो ऽप इन्द्र प्रथमं पूर्व्यं दिवि प्रवाच्यं कृतम् यो देवस्य शवसा प्रारिणा असु रिणन्नपः भुवो विश्वमभ्यदेवमोजसा विदेदूर्जं शतक्रतुर्विदेदिषम्

That first, ancient deed of yours, O heroic Indra, is to be spoken of in heaven; which, by the god's might, you accomplished, breaking open the waters, you made all the world overflow with strength, O hundred-powered one, you made nourishment, you made food.

इत्यैन्द्रं पर्व .. पावमान उच्चा ते जातमन्धसो दिवि सद्भूम्या ददे उग्रं शर्म महि श्रवः

Thus to Indra, at the festival... O Pavamana, you, born of the pressing, have placed your seat in heaven and on earth; mighty protection, great fame.

स्वादिष्ठया मदिष्ठया पवस्व सोम धारया इन्द्राय पातवे सुतः

With the sweetest, most delightful stream, flow, Soma, pressed for Indra to drink.

वृषा पवस्व धारया मरुत्वते च मत्सरः विश्वा दधान ओजसा

O vigorous one, flow with your stream, with strength for the Maruts; bearing all powers, surge forth with energy.

यस्ते मदो वरेण्यस्तेना पवस्वान्धसा देवावीरघशंसहा

With that most excellent exhilaration of yours, flow forth with the sacred drink, O god, heroic one, destroyer of curses.

तिस्रो वाच उदीरते गावो मिमन्ति धेनवः हरिरेति कनिक्रदत्

Three voices are raised, the cows low, the milch-cows bellow; the tawny one comes roaring.

इन्द्रायेन्दो मरुत्वते पवस्व मधुमत्तमः अर्कस्य योनिमासदम्

O Soma, flow for Indra and the Maruts, most sweet, having settled in the womb of the chant.

असाव्यंशुर्मदायाप्सु दक्षो गिरिष्ठाः श्येनो न योनिमासदत्

This bright drop, for exhilaration, with skill, has settled in the waters, like an eagle in its nest on the mountain.

पवस्व दक्षसाधनो देवेभ्यः पीतये हरे मरुद्भ्यो वायवे मदः

Flow, accomplishing skill, for the gods to drink, O tawny one; the exhilaration is for the Maruts and for Vāyu.

परि स्वानो गिरिष्ठाः पवित्रे सोमो अक्षरत् मदेषु सर्वधा असि

The resounding Soma, mountain-born, has flowed through the filter; in exhilarations you are all-pervading.

परि प्रिया दिवः कविर्वयांसि नप्त्योर्हितः स्वानैर्याति कविक्रतुः

The beloved sage of heaven, set in the offspring, moves with sounds; the wise one, with inspired will, goes forth.

प्र सोमासो मदच्युतः श्रवसे नो मघोनः सुता विदथे अक्रमुः

The pressed Somas, rich in exhilaration, have advanced for our fame, O generous one, in the assembly.

प्र सोमासो विपश्चितो ऽपो नयन्त ऊर्मयः वनानि महिषा इव

The wise Somas, like buffaloes, lead forth the waters as waves, breaking through the woods.

पवस्वेन्दो वृषा सुतः कृधी नो यशसो जने विश्वा अप द्विषो जहि

Flow, O Soma, strong and pressed; make us renowned among people; drive away all hatreds.

वृषा ह्यसि भानुना द्युमन्तं त्वा हवामहे पवमान स्वर्दृशम्

Truly you are strong with brilliance; we call upon you, O purified one, radiant with light, who makes heaven visible.